If there was one thing that a lot of people could agree with, it was that arriving too early and as a result having to wait for whatever they arrived too early for to arrive or happened was more often than not very boring. And while Heather Potter hadn't been particularly eager to get to Hogwarts, she still ended up arriving about two whole hours too early on Platform 9 ¾ with the train still preparing to leave and head to Hogwarts. Deciding to catch some shut eye, as it was quite early in the morning (much to Heather's chagrin as she definitely wasn't a morning person) and kill some time before it was time to board the train, Heather proceeded to get as comfortable as she could on a bench and simply sleep for a while. And thankfully for not only the mentioned young Umbra Witch but also other people, Heather managed to get some sleep by the time it was about time to board the train, as she wasn't safe to be near in case she had a rude awakening. Mostly because of the fact that her default response to being woken up was to either wack her alarm clock or attempting to greet whoever was foolish enough to try and wake her up while standing too close with either a knuckle sandwich or on occasion a rising kick, a sweeping one, an ax-kick or all three in quick succession with the order of the kicks varying.
Due to being one of the first people on the train platform, Heather didn't need to look for a compartment to occupy for long as they were all empty. Simply picking one near the center of the train, the young Umbra Witch placed down the cat-carrier containing Pumpkin on the floor and unlocked it, letting the cat in question out, before claiming one of the benches in the compartment (which was significantly more comfortable than the one on the train platform) and started reading a comic book about a stunt motorcyclist who sold his soul to a devil-like figure. Not much happened, outside of Pumpkin deciding that Heather's lap made a good pillow, for quite a while until someone knocked on the door of the compartment. Looking up from her comic book, Heather noticed that the person knocking on the door was the bushy haired girl whose family she and Viola entered Diagon Alley with, who was sporting a somewhat nervous expression as she looked in Heather's direction, or rather at her shadow on the wall which didn't match the person it was attached to. While Lilith was certainly intimidating and a beauty in person, the silhouette of the Rebel Against Inhibitions that was Heather's shadow casted the image of a buxom demoness only partially conveyed the beauty of the Infernal holding Heather's primary Contract. After giving Pumpkin a gentle push in order to get the somewhat chubby cat off her lap, Heather promptly went up to the door and opened it.
"Can I help you?" Asked Heather, causing the bushy haired girl to look up from Heather's shadow but not look the Umbra Witch in the eyes. Instead, the newcomer's eyes wound up looking at Heather's Umbran Watch, which was lying on top of the Umbra Witch's relatively big chest for her age. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't and actually needed her glasses, which were quite secured to her head with Umbran Magic, Heather would probably have lowered them in order to convey curiosity. "Hello? Anybody home? *sigh* OI! My eyes are up here!"
"Wha!? Oh! Sorry!" Replied the newcomer, whose gaze finally moved up to Heather's face.
"Done staring at my 'anything' that isn't my face?"
"Yeah. I apologize for that. Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost his. Again apparently."
"Nope. No toads here. But I might be willing to help looking."
"Thanks for the offer. I'll take it."
"So it's a deal then?"
"Yes. Let's go."